Reborn As A Wolf
A small curve forms on the corner of his lips, “Afterall, this is a free round.”
“Please,” I point at the displayed card, nodding.
I pick up my cards after Cain picks up his. I observe him closely, watching how his eyes widen with ecstasy. He was clearly over the moon from the cards in his fingers.
I let my eyes settle on my own cards, hiding them so well that Cain couldn’t take a peek even if he wanted to.
The cards in my fingers are 3,3,7,7,7, J, J.
Cain pours himself a glass of the whiskey and drinks everything in one go, his eyebrow raised.
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